Chapter 1363 Pindao Remembered Wrongly

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A blue light suddenly appeared in front of Ye Hong's eyes.

With a slight roll of the blue, the eight disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect, who were so frightened, were swept away from Ye Hong's attack range.

"boom--"

Ye Hong's palm was directly printed on the stone steps.

The people on Lanque Peak seemed to feel a slight tremor under their feet.

The shock was fleeting, and everyone couldn't help but wonder.

"Just now... an earthquake?"

In front of Erzhong Gate, a group of Bagua disciples stared at the giant pit that Ye Hong beat up.

horrified.

The giant pit is about three meters square, and there is still more than a small amount of green smoke in the pit, as if a small meteorite has been smashed, and it looks extremely abrupt on the neat stone steps of the mountain road.

The Bagua disciples who were present swallowed hard, and looked at Ye Hong with fearful eyes.

This is a stone step built thousands of years ago. It is extremely sturdy and indestructible.

But now Ye Hong slapped such a big hole!

As long as everyone thought of the scene where the slap hit the person, they couldn't help but secretly feel fortunate for the eight fellow disciples who escaped.

If they knew that this was a blow after Ye Hong's reservations, they would be even more shocked.

At this time, the eight people who survived the catastrophe were kneeling on the ground, looking at the big hole with a pale face, not daring to breathe for a long time.

In front of them, Sima Zhengming in a blue shirt was looking at the big hole thoughtfully.

It was Sima Zhengming who rescued these eight people just now at the critical moment.

Above the mountain road, suddenly fell into a strange silence.

Even Yan Lan, who was beside the mountain road, was so frightened by the scene just now that she trembled all over. She only dared to hug the tree trunk, as if doing so would give herself a sense of security.

She rubbed her eyes several times, as if she couldn't imagine what she saw.

Perhaps the scene just now was more exaggerated to her than seeing a fairy!

Sima An's lips trembled, and he was speechless for a long time.

At this moment, he finally realized how deep the gap between him and Ye Hong was!

"Master, master..."

Sima An took a deep breath and said solemnly: "This scorpion is fierce, and the disciple is incompetent, please take action to suppress this scorpion!"

But to his surprise, Sima Zhengming stood there like a pine tree and did not move.

It's just a pair of eyes looking at Ye Hong with deep meaning.

And Ye Hong also lightly put his hands behind his back and looked back without showing weakness.

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

Just when Sima An was about to take it anymore, Sima Zhengming finally broke the atmosphere.

He suddenly patted his forehead, and suddenly realized: "Ah... Pindao seems to have misremembered, it seems that he has indeed accepted such a disciple.

This person is getting older, and his memory is getting worse and worse. "

Sima Zhengming lightly stroked the three long beards under his chin. The appearance of this immortal body and divine bones seemed to be the same as the one who had just lost his temper.

"Master, what are you talking about?!"

Hearing Sima Zhengming's words, Sima An only felt that a large pool of blood had accumulated in his chest, and he didn't vomit unpleasantly.

Dare to love yourself and Ye Hong's side in a hard-to-separate fight, but your old side came with a fluttering [wrong memory].

So what's the point of the previous battle?

On the contrary, other disciples could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Sima Zhengming admitted that Ye Hong was his disciple.

Even faintly excited.

It's like someone suddenly told you that a powerful enemy suddenly became a fellow disciple.

This is undoubtedly a happy thing.

With Sima An's distorted expression on his face, Sima Zhengming waved his hand and said lightly: "Come here, arrange a few wing rooms for them."

After he finished speaking, he waved his robe sleeves and stepped on the stone steps to leave the scene, leaving only a group of Bagua disciples who looked at each other in dismay.